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Post by alleyoop on Nov 21, 2012 23:55:17 GMT -6
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Post by JR on Nov 22, 2012 7:00:39 GMT -6
The same to you my friend and to all of you out there! I read this by one of our members here at another site and I'm sure he got busy and just overlooked putting it here so I'll post it here too because it is one of the things that Thanksgiving is all about: In this day and age with Retailers pushing Christmas sales down our throats, before Halloween even, we, as a society, seem to have loss sight in Thanksgiving. I just wanted to take a moment to share with you an email I got from my sister.
I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation.
'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me. 'Petawawa. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Afghanistan
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars... It would be several hours before we reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time...
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to base.' His friend agreed.
I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed
my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?' 'Chicken,' I replied,
wondering why she asked. She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.
'This is your thanks.'
After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it... Here, take this.' He handed me
twenty-five dollars.
Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, 'I
want to shake your hand.' Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand.
With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was
heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.
When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane...
Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars. 'It will take you some time to reach the base. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their
all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals. It seemed so little...
A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'
That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it.'
To me, Thanksgiving is a day we should all reflect on what we are thankful for having and sharing with others. I think the above shows just that.
Happy Thanksgiving to All
God BlessHere's one of my favorite Norman Rockwell pictures and I hope you don't have the trouble that Cousin Reginald is having!  HAPPY THANKSGIVING! JR |
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Post by tvnacman on Nov 22, 2012 7:56:24 GMT -6
HAPPY THANKSGIVING !!!
to alll !!!!
John
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Post by richardthescooter3 on Nov 22, 2012 8:06:46 GMT -6
To all my friends on this forum, I appreciate each of you and wish you much blessings  Attachments:
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Post by terrilee on Nov 22, 2012 8:17:13 GMT -6
hope all of you enjoy being with family, etc
i really haven't celebrated any holiday since hubs died,
so its all just another day for me & the kids.
and also
most ndn's {indians} don't celebrate T-dwe feel its the beginning of the end of our culture.
but hope 'yinz' all have a good day
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Post by wolfhound on Nov 22, 2012 8:20:39 GMT -6
To all, a Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!
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Post by damin69 on Nov 22, 2012 18:09:49 GMT -6
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!
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Post by justbuggin2 on Nov 22, 2012 20:54:27 GMT -6
Jr that story rings so true to many people dont give the thanks to all our men and women that serves our great nation i would like to thank everyone of them and wish everyone a great thanksgivings day to all
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